| A Look At Time By Jackie Potter of Gryffindor |
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| It was Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts. His next class was potions. (boring!) As Snape was talking about things that Harry couldn't care less about, the room dissolved in a whirl of colors. Everything started to spin. When the spinning stopped, Harry looked around. "Ha ha ha! Look familiar?" said a cold voice. It did look familiar. He was in a small, square chamber with a door blocked by black fire. He had been here in his first year while looking for the Sorcerer's Stone. A man in a turban appeared out of nowhere and unwound his turban. He turned around to show off what was on the back of his head. Harry was looking straight into the horrible face of Vol- er-You-Know-Who! The man that Harry recognized as Professor Quirrel was running toward Harry who took a small step out of the way. He heard a sickening crack, and turned to see that Quirrel had run into the stone wall of the chamber and was out cold. "Arrrrgghhhhh!" said the cold voice. "Oh well. That was just a warm-up. Now the real terror begins!" The room dissolved again. When it stopped Harry noticed that he was now in a different chamber: the Chamber of Secrets! A large snake with bleeing eye-sockets was charging him. Harry dodged it, and noticing he had a sword in his hand, stabbed it in the head. It turned over on the ground and twitched madly. Then it died. "Noooo! I'll get you this time! No more little games. This one will get you for sure!" said the voice. The room dissovled for the third time, but this time it became a Quidditch field. Harry was soaring hundreds of feet in the air on his beloved Firebolt. Suddenly a large mass of cloaked figures entered the field. Dementors! Harry noticed he had his wand with him. "EXPECTO PATRONUM!!!" he shouted. A silvery cloud shaped like a stag shot out of his wand and chased the dementors away. The field dissolved. "AAARRGGGGGGHHHHH! Will nothing kill you? this one will get you for sure! I've saved the best for last, Potter! Potter! Potter!!! POTTER!!!!!!!!!! Ten points from Gryffindor!!!!" "Huh?" said Harry, staring into the sneering face of Professor Snape. "Aw man! I fell asleep in potions again!" Harry muttered. THE END |